Chapter 2567
“Eliza, don’t you know that men have the desire to conquer?” his slender fingers stroked her eyes lightly, “I’m not tired of playing with you, the more you look like a dead fish, the better I will be teach you. Don’t play tricks with me, or I’ll make your subordinates die.”
Chester ripped open the zipper of her skirt behind her after he finished speaking.
“Don’t…”
Eliza’s expression shifted; this was in the crew.
He was openly humiliating her by doing so.
“This is a lesson in not listening.” Chester kissed her on the lips and pinched her chin.
Eliza’s disgust and nausea were the same no matter how many times she felt them.
But this man didn’t care; he forced Eliza to accept him for who he was.
“Chester, can I come over at night?” Eliza backed down; she didn’t want anything to do with him here; she had a scene to shoot in the afternoon, and people would notice the clues.
“You’re not even afraid of leaving show business, and you’re afraid of being slept on by me?” Chester chuckled playfully, without the slightest warmth in his eyes, “Eliza, I don’t agree, I was in a bad mood last night, who told me You don’t come to accompany me in the morning, huh?”
Chester said this as he sat on the sofa in the living room, holding her in his arms. He didn’t get much shut-eye last night.
You can be Charity at the age of eighteen if you close your eyes.
She cried in front of him and asked him if he didn’t want to end the relationship.
He made fun of her and humiliated her. He resents why his memory is so good, why he isn’t a woman, why he remembers it now.
Chester removed his glasses and tossed them to the side, revealing a pair of melancholy eyes.
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